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The ancient divine snail was still continuing, and ripples appeared in the space, rushing towards Liu Wuxie's mental power, and its power was still getting stronger.

The Eye of Heavenly Punishment suddenly moved, blocking the mental power that rushed in.

The mental power released by the ancient divine snail cannot penetrate into the deepest part of the Niwan Palace.

"Bang!"

A blood hole suddenly appeared on Liu Wuxie's right arm, and blood flowed everywhere.

The attack of the ancient divine snail is extremely weird.

It can not only attack your Niwan Palace, but also attack your physical body.

"Bang bang bang!"

A series of bangs sounded in the limbs, and blood holes were found on both arms and legs.

Each blood hole is not big, but the blood is like a fountain, dyeing Liu Wuxie's clothes red.

Liu Wuxie forgot the pain. He now only has one idea. If he continues to live, he must live.

A large number of cracks appeared on the internal organs.

"Master, the ancient divine snail has time limits. As long as you survive, you will be victorious."

Su Niang spoke in encouragement at this time.

Never give up, as long as you persist until the end, victory will belong to them.

The ancient divine snail was blown three times in a row, and it had reached its limit.

Take out a handful of pills, throw them into the Heaven-Swallowing Divine Cauldron, release terrifying liquid, and pour it into the Taihuang World.

With the nourishment of these liquids, the injuries in the internal organs were temporarily suppressed.

There are more and more wounds on the limbs, and in many places, the bones are exposed, which looks terrible.

He could withstand the pain in the body, and the pain from the sea of ​​soul is constantly intensifying.

He wanted to faint so that he could relieve the pain.

The mental power was like a silver needle, piercing into his soul sea little by little, trying to pierce his soul.

Once the soul is destroyed, even if Liu Wuxie does not die, he will fall into a permanent coma.

There are countless tiny knives in the sea of ​​souls, cutting his soul mountain, his soul sea, and his soul bridge bit by bit.

Liu Wuxie was in pain and his body rolled on the ground.

Just now, I was about fifty meters away from the top of the mountain. When my body was rolling, I returned to the hillside.

"I can't die, I can't die!"

Liu Wuxie uses his exercises to adjust his breathing as much as possible.

The Book of Heavenly Dao released a soft luster and guarded the soul.

The mental power entering the soul sea was in a stalemate with the Heavenly Dao Divine Book, and no one was willing to take a step back.

His soul sea evolved into a battlefield.

Standing in the distance, the Immortal Emperor Rakshasa clan showed a trace of solemnity deep in his eyes.

He couldn't understand how the little Nine-level Immortal King resisted the attack of the ancient divine snail.

If it were other peak Immortal Lord Realm, they would have already fallen on the spot.

Liu Wuxie's eyes were scarlet and he stood up from the ground with difficulty.

Break a tree trunk and put it in your mouth to avoid biting your tongue and committing suicide.

Every step you take, a pool of blood will be left on the ground.

Liu Wuxie resisted the attack of the ancient divine snail, supported his broken body, and continued to walk towards the top of the mountain.

The Rakshasa tribes standing around were calm and were shocked by the human tribe in front of them.

Although they rarely deal with human races, they don’t know a lot about human races.

The battle between the soul sea continues, and a soul bridge is cut off by mental power.

Liu Wuxie's left arm suddenly lost consciousness and the soul bridge broke. The most direct impact was his physical control.

Every command in the body is issued through the soul sea.

The speed of the soul sea rupture is gradually accelerating.

"Master, I can't hold on!"

Su Niang retreated step by step, and the divine book of Heavenly Dao only records the ten thousand ways of heaven, not a powerful immortal weapon.

It is already the limit to being able to hold on for so long.

"I'm going to die in the Heavenly God Monument. Do you want to watch me die here?"

Liu Wuxie roared loudly, and he knew that there were too many secrets in the Heavenly God Monument.

Perhaps it was because of the summoned by Liu Wuxie that the silent god monument made a rumble sound.

The whole world of wilderness is like an earthquake.

Then!

A powerful golden light burst out from the Taihuang world, passing through Liu Wuxie's soul sea, passing through his body, and directly shooting towards the ancient divine snail.

"Well!"

The ancient divine snail swayed violently, and the Immortal Emperor Rakshasa clan, who was standing next to the ancient divine snail staggered and was shocked to take a step back.

Liu Wuxie looked shocked, but he didn't expect that the Heavenly God Monument could actually receive his summons.

Mobilize the Heavenly God Monument and the mysterious token will crack a gap.

He will not easily mobilize the power of the Heavenly God Monument unless he has to.

Just now, he just summoned and did not sacrifice the mysterious token.

Liu Wuxie felt that his body lightened, and the power of the ancient divine snail was rapidly disappearing.

The spiritual power in the soul sea was crushed by the God Monument.

All that is left is the devastated sea of ​​souls and the ragged body.

The Rakshasa tribes standing in the distance of the holy mountain, you look at me, I look at you.

They didn't know what was going on, and they were about to kill the invaders of the Holy Mountain, so why did the ancient divine snail stop attacking?

Only the Immortal Emperor Rakshasa clan had a serious expression.

The power released by the Heavenly God Monument actually hurts the ancient god snail.

Liu Wuxie sat cross-legged, and the Taihuang Swallowing Heavenly Art was circulating. There was no fairy energy in the world of reincarnation, but there were other gases.

The Divine Cauldron of the Heaven Swallows everything and transforms everything. Any gas in the heaven and earth can be absorbed and used for your own use.

Before, I was in the Void and Netherworld, I could absorb the laws of the Void and Netherworld to practice.

A large amount of unknown gas poured in, like an angry tide, rushing into the world of the wilderness.

Suddenly!

A world was born in a secret place in the Taihuang World.

"Rakshasa Realm!"

Liu Wuxie said secretly.

He killed a Rakshasa clan before and absorbed the laws in his body.

Later, he was besieged and was not until he absorbed the laws of Rakshasa in the world that he condensed the Rakshasa realm.

Take out the mysterious token and check if there are cracks on it.

After checking for a long time, there were no new cracks except the previous crack.

"It seems that only when encountering a life-and-death crisis will the Heavenly God Monument take action."

Putting the token away, Liu Wuxie said secretly.

It is still unknown whether the Heavenly God Monument will obey its own call in the future.

Time passed silently, and the Rakshasa tribe did not continue to take action.

It is nourished by a large amount of liquid, and the body is also under rapid repair.

Only Liu Wuxie can repair his body in such a short time.

As long as the physical body is immortal, the laws of heaven and earth can be absorbed and repaired.

"Master, what should we do? Let him continue to stay in the Holy Mountain?"

A large number of Rakshasa tribes walked towards the Immortal Emperor Rakshasa tribe and asked.

They speak the Rakshasa language, which most people cannot understand.

Liu Wuxie refined a Rakshasa clan and deprived him of his memory. He had basically mastered the language of the Rakshasa clan.

"He can't stay in the Holy Mountain forever, form a patrol team, and monitor his every move."

The Immortal Emperor Rakshasa clan gave instructions and would never allow Liu Wuxie to leave the Holy Mountain alive.

After the injury was almost restored, Liu Wuxie stood up and continued to walk on the pilgrimage mountain.

What he is most worried about now is whether the Rakshasa clan will send strong people of the Immortal Emperor level to come.
Chapter completed!